I am entitled to my dreams
From the moment my cerebrum creates them
to the moment you stepped on them

I am entitled to my thoughts
the ones that taunt the very obsession you have become to me
and the ones that torture me in my sleep.

I am entitled to my heart
the one that beats for you until you speak to me
the one that brakes when you dont acknowledge  me

I am entitled to all of these
but in my eyes its clear to see
for who you are and what i am
your entitled to this very man